My Silly, Sweet Wife

”Hehe, when our Heavenly Kill Organization carries out assassinations, it’s always both overt and covert. Since we’re face-to-face now, do you really think I wouldn’t have a backup plan?” Zui Baichi gently scraped his sword against the wall, producing an unsettling screech.

The sound resembled a death knell, making hearts tremble in fear.

If anyone else heard Zui Baichi’s words, they would probably already be scared witless, unwilling to linger a moment longer.

After all, one Zui Baichi is terrifying enough, yet there was still another person lurking in the shadows.

Heavenly Kill experts favor assassination.

Even a Grandmaster, under the dual pressure of overt and covert attacks by Heavenly Kill experts, would likely not withstand three moves.

But Ye Guichen completely ignored Zui Baichi’s words, smiling faintly, ”The stealth techniques of your Heavenly Kill are indeed impressive, yet to me, they’re still child’s play.”

With that, Ye Guichen suddenly struck the wall to his right with a palm.

Boom!

The palm used the second level of the Xuanming Prison Suppressing Technique, effortlessly breaking a large hole in the thick wall.

Simultaneously, a splash of blood erupted forth.

From the seemingly normal wall surface, a human figure appeared suddenly.

Kui Long’s pupils contracted, completely incredulous.

Just moments ago, he hadn’t sensed anyone there at all.

Yet now, a figure had appeared.

The figure seemed fused with the wall, now revealing its form, but with a gaping hole in its chest, blood at its lips, and clearly not long for this world.

”Hehe, your stealth methods are similar to the ninjutsu from those Japanese brigands over there. That helper you mentioned, wouldn’t it be him?” Ye Guichen casually pointed at the figure with the chest wound.

Zui Baichi froze, completely dumbfounded.

That companion had a cultivation similar to his own, hidden in the dark as a precaution, ensuring Ye Guichen wouldn’t escape.

Yet unexpectedly, he hadn’t even had a chance to act and was already dead.

”You, how did you know?” Zui Baichi’s voice was already trembling.

”As I’ve said, your tricks are merely child’s play before me. As long as there’s the slightest hint of killing intent, no matter how expertly you hide, you can’t escape my grasp.” Ye Guichen slowly walked towards Zui Baichi.

Zui Baichi shouted, ”Kui Long, lend me a hand, or even if you openly fight him, you’re absolutely not his match! This Ye Guichen likely has already reached the Grandmaster Realm!”

Kui Long hesitated greatly.

He was very familiar with the hidden arts of the Heavenly Kill Organization.

Yet he hadn’t expected to be seemingly exposed without cover in front of Ye Guichen.

If we openly fought, we probably aren’t his match.

”Alright!” After a brief hesitation, Kui Long shouted and charged towards Ye Guichen from behind.

Boom!

He launched a punch like a flying iron hammer.

”Hehe, well-aimed!” Ye Guichen seemed to have eyes on his back, casually sidestepping without even looking.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind blew past Ye Guichen’s side.

Kui Long’s strike missed, his pupils contracting slightly.

”How is it possible!”

This was a sneak attack, and Ye Guichen evaded it without even looking.

If we fought head-to-head, how could I be a match?

”Kui Long, we have no actual enmity between us. I’m a person who judges people, not actions. You’ve killed many overseas, but only in the boxing ring against unsavory characters. So for now, I have no killing intention towards you. Don’t seek trouble for yourself.”

As Ye Guichen’s voice rang out, Kui Long felt full of shame and anger.

This kid is actually advising me to kindness?

”I don’t believe you’re truly unbeatable!” Kui Long stamped his foot fiercely, the ground beneath him cracking instantly, causing the alley floor to fly up.

”Fist Explosion!” Kui Long launched another punch.

A small vortex formed before his fist, enveloping the flying slabs.

Countless slabs flew rapidly towards Ye Guichen’s back.

Each slab seemed sharp as a blade, able to pierce anything.

Ye Guichen didn’t even turn his head, simply waved his hand lightly.

An invisible barrier appeared behind Ye Guichen.

When the slabs hit the invisible barrier, they instantly shattered into powder, causing no harm to Ye Guichen.

Kui Long’s expression drastically changed, his breathing becoming rapid.

This Fist Explosion was his trump card, something even Martial Arts Grandmasters would have to dodge, yet Ye Guichen shattered it without even looking.

He, to what extent is he truly strong?

If previously he only felt that Ye Guichen had some skill, now Kui Long felt a thread of fear, even awe.

Such techniques, anywhere, would undoubtedly mark one as a top-tier figure.

Even overseas, he would be an unrivaled power.

Zui Baichi clearly sensed the anomaly as well.

He squinted his eyes and flicked his sword.

Then threw it.

The sword tip cut a large swath across the wall.

Countless stones flew towards Ye Guichen.

Then, Zui Baichi stomped his feet, suddenly shouting, ”A Sword to Seal the Throat!”

The sword in his hand seemed to transform into countless shadows, omnipresent.

But to Ye Guichen, it left nowhere to dodge.

Zui Baichi didn’t want to overestimate himself any longer.

He felt the pressure Ye Guichen exerted on him, so he used his trump card right from the start.

A Sword to Seal the Throat.

Since rising to fame, it had never failed.

Yet this time, Zui Baichi forgot who he was facing.

As the sword was about to touch Ye Guichen’s neck, it could proceed no further.

Zui Baichi was shocked, looking down, only to feel his scalp tingle.

Because his swift, unseen sword was caught by Ye Guichen’s two fingers.

Indeed!

Caught easily.

Gulp!

Zui Baichi swallowed hard.

But before he could come to his senses, Ye Guichen’s lips curled into a smile, gently twisting his fingers.

Crack!

The sword broke.

”How, how is this possible!”

Zui Baichi’s sword was made of alloy, the top in terms of both toughness and strength.

Not just breaking it, even an axe or drill couldn’t leave a mark on it.

Yet it was casually broken by Ye Guichen.

”Are you human or a ghost?” Zui Baichi spoke, already trembling, with only one thought—no matter how many helpers he had, before Ye Guichen, they would all be defeated.

”Of course I am human.” Ye Guichen took a step forward, near Zui Baichi, smiling as he gazed into Zui Baibin’s eyes, ”Speak of your intentions at the Su Mansion, and I’ll let you die a swift death, otherwise, you must understand, my methods go beyond just killing.”

As he spoke, he grabbed Zui Baichi’s sword still held in air.

Then, a black aura spread, slowly winding along Zui Baichi’s hand via the blade.